AN- thank you for sticking with me. My goal is to get the last chapter up by tomorrow afternoon, there are only 2 or 3 more.
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Chapter 8: let her go
"Coordinates"
That was all they heard before the sound of the glass shattering in the office as Oliver leapt out, shooting his last arrow, a grappling hook, and quickly getting to the ground.
Sara leaned to attempt to see where he had gone once getting to street but was halted by her own pain as she began to bleed through her makeshift bandages.
Lance grabbed her arm and pulled her back just as Dig burst through the stairwell door. He jumped into action for his fallen comrades, silently fuming that Oliver had disappeared before explaining where Slade would be, that they had allowed Felicity to be taken, and that Oliver was once again running to fight alone. Most of all though, he was worried he wouldn't see either of his closest friends again, and suddenly he understood the guilt that always seemed to plague Oliver.
...… …. …
As he reached the boiler room beneath City hall, it suddenly made sense why Slade chose this to be their final battle. It was the heart of his city, and Slade wanted to rip his heart out in every way imaginable.
What he saw next was unnerving. It wasn't Felicity that he heard crying, wasn't Felicity that was held in a choke hold by Slade- but Laurel. His heart ripped in two as he saw Felicity crumpled to the floor next to Slade.
At the look of shock in his eyes Slade called out, "don't worry Kid, she's not dead, yet. We were waiting for you to choose. The woman who saved you from the Island" he pulled Laurel a bit closer and nodded toward her, "or the woman who saved you from your despair." He kicked Felicity to indicate who he meant and her painful whimper was too much for Oliver.
He threw down his bow, it was useless at this point anyway, as he had no more arrows. Throwing himself on his knees he cried out, "I'm done Slade, Kill me now, there is nothing left of me."
"Your not done until I say your done Kid!" The ferrel growl echoed of the machines surrounding them as he knocked Laurel to the ground with a resonating thud and quickly brought Felicity up by the throat to replace her as a human shield. With a sword to Felicity's throat and a gun aimed at Laurel's head he screamed again, "it's time to choose kid, pick one or I kill them both."
Oliver was frozen, he stood unmoving, unable to peel his eyes from Felicity's. She spoke up, "this isn't your fault Oliver, your a good man, she knows now, you can be happy together. Pick her Oliver, I don't have anyone outside the team who will miss me, I don't matter, save her Olliver, save Laurel."
As Slade quickly brought up his elbow into her gut, effectively making her double over, he rasped into Felicity's ear, "no talking blondie."
Oliver watched in horror as he got to his feet, ready to rush Slade, only hoping he could be caught by his blade before it went through Felicity's delicate neck. He was halted by the flash of a shimmering blue liquid, Felicity had used the time doubled over to grab a tranq dart, but it also seems she was able to connect the serum to it. She turned and stabbed him in the arm as hard as she could, but it was no use. The needle bent and bounced away from him, the serum shattering as it hit the ground. Slade merely laughed as he hollered, "you'll have to do a lot better than that, you really think a needle can scar me? I will give you this, you're feisty! I love that in a woman, too bad you won't be around for much longer." As he lifted the sword back to her throat an arrow went through his right shoulder from somewhere behind him. Slade instinctually shoved Felicity aside, knocking her head first into a nearby machine, and spun to see none other than Malcolm Merlin staring back at him, bloodied and bruised.
Oliver was still frozen as he saw Laurel begin to stir, Felicity lying on the other side of the room, stilled and lifeless, blood running from her broken body.
The rage that ensued when he saw her there consumed him, he was running toward them as he heard the shot ring out, the bullet going dead center into Malcolm's heart. Oliver was able to tackle Slade and scream for Laurel to get out of the building as she began to wake. Laurel didn't argue this time, she began to blindly run toward the exit, already crying, catching sight of Felicity as she went.
It was as if the fight was in slow motion. Slade was bleeding, and the serum was effecting his speed a bit, but he was still much stronger than Oliver. As they tumbled to the ground Slade threw Oliver over his head, flipping him to land on his back. As he charged to continue the attack he was loosing his grip from his right hand, as the arrow had gone through the rotator cuff, cutting into the nerves. He dropped his sword, still pressing forward with his other sword in his left hand.
Oliver hit his head as he landed, causing him to stumble as he stood. He was ready to give up, ready to let it all end when he saw Felicity's foot move, she was still alive! He charged toward Slade, knowing if he didn't kill him now Felicity would never make it out alive. With no weapons available Oliver was fighting on instinct, leaping as he reached Slade in order to kick him in the chest. Just like back on the Amazo however, Slade was able to catch him by the foot and throw him around like a rag doll.
He hit the ground and rolled, reaching for anything he could use as a weapon. He wasn't fast enough and Slade came after him, first kicking aside his discarded sword, then stomping squarely on Oliver's already broken knee. The cry of pain brought a smile to his face, "complete and utter despair..."
Slade's monologue was cut off. Felicity had gained enough conscienceless to wobbly crawl over to the sword he had kicked her direction. She could hardly lift her own head at this point, but she was able to use the last of her strength to push it with just enough force to slide it acrostic the floor, just within Oliver's grasp. He was able to lift himself onto one leg, the other completely useless, and stab Slade through the heart. As he tumbled backward a shot rang out, a Curari laced serum bullet going straight through Slade's left eye.
It was over, Slade was gone and Felicity was alive- nothing else mattered.